Hot Dog Cart

Dog!
Worst dog.
Dog food.
I dog.
Ever ate dog?
Dog!
In my dog life…
Taste like dog?
Sarah Jessica Parker’s dog.
Dog feet!
One dog.
Dog star.
Dog!
Now remove the word dog.

Two seconds of friendly could make a lot of difference. Great location, I recall the vendor giving me (and the temporary BBQ stand) the stink eye earlier this week. That was understandable, but that she still had that stink eye attitude when she had the monopoly seems an excessive use of stink eye.
I thought I’d try out this hot dog stand (I must fess up that I love hot dogs and that I’ve had really good ones, in Denmark, Chicago and New York. In that order of goodness), masochist that I am. The DC hot dog stands have so much potential with their bright and effusive signage. This cart had color signs of egg rolls (fancy Thai style, cut on bias, with slaw and cilantro garnish), pizza and pretzels. I asked if I could get an egg roll (in the name of Unilocal). NO. They did not have. Okay. How about a slice of pizza. NO. I wanted to ask if perhaps she had run out of these times but I didn’t feel up to another NO. I got a hot dog. $ 3! No napkin and she did not put the sauerkraut on that I had ordered. Hm. Very bad vendor. Ten seconds per customer… that’s all it takes.